The Thing With Mum Logic
Mum logic:
Me: Do you need help?
Mum: No. I'll do it.
Mum: *grumbles about the amount of work, bangs cooking utensils and pushes things aggressively around*
Me: What's wrong? Tension?
Mum: Tension? No tension. I have so much work and no help.
Please explain.
Peace.
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